POETRY — Grain heavy with water of sky, faces materialize in shadows, cascading down the faded barn where fat-snout swine sleep wantonly and plucked chickens scream in angst for the seething pot that awaits at dawn. . In tarp-covered corners, sawblades grin by moonlight with cheer at the next limb-cutting, a combine on black rubber haunches with reaping teeth for harvest. . The farmer peers out of his bedroom

A personal essay on a defining moment — In the intervening years between my decision to resign from the University of Louisiana at Lafayette and the decision to return to formal education, I underwent a personal evolution I have yet to put into words until now. …

“If Men were angels, no government would be necessary.” — James Madison By now, it is widespread news that the Supreme Court struck down Joe Biden’s workplace vaccine mandate. …

I tend to ruminate consistently on the psychological and sociological landscape of postmodern society and thought it interesting to share some of my conclusions about the development of relationships in the 21st century. …

Evolutionary biology teaches modern humans descended from now long-extinct primates, and so the conclusion that we are merely sophisticated animals is an idea not to be contested but accepted. As animals, we arrange ourselves within the animal kingdom (not to mention within our own milieus) employing identical strategies to our…

My mother once told me that everything in life must be regulated by moderation. I have yet to see this nugget of wisdom fail, and it applies to faith as it does all things. Psychology, together with history, tells us humans will look to the mystical to grapple with tumult…

History writes postdated letters to the future with an invisible hand, signing out, Don’t get comfortable. It exists to be forgotten. It’s always been this way; in fact, it can only earn the label of history once it is forgotten, or else it is called knowledge. And, alas, how it…